[Verse 1: Ted Darko] That's the sound you hear when you wake up in the morning You can't even turn the corner without seeing another mourning It's like another morning, Then another mourning Another morning, Then another mourning And I'm tired of it cause I know we can change that cycle Were walking on a thin tight rope And fear is used as balance, So there is only slight hope Don't rely on government support when they might've broke Off into pieces they are all thieves beware of (mind control) I'm in a zone my mind is zoning out Trying to figure out "what life is all about" "And they say money make the world go round" But to a certain extent "We all worship the faces On paper" Now is the time to repent I mean we choose to idolize idols even when the idol lies On your knees brainwashed by an idol's lie on TV screens Knocked down to size, so why even try to magnify Someone constantly criticized For making it, dropping out Someone so true to you but has lived a lie [Verse 2: Ted Darko] Seems to me that we as one is not abundant as we can be Hostility and animosity takes place in this community Without a license still it's okay, okay How am I supposed to live a life without being put in a case? Meet the AK if you want to be put in a case Now a days There's no god in this court and you will be judged Based on your complexion or how big are your guns I'm talking 'bout wearing hoodies down the street but I fear If skittles are weapons I best not be caught with 3 musketeers "No sir no muskets here" I wish to preserve a child's innocence Because we live in a place where if a parent k**s them they won't be in a sent It diminishes the division of citizens And takes the minds and brains of the future and limits them Mingles them but it's not like it's being used to its full potential When you got people like Chief Keef banging on instrumentals Which got you banging on instant levels Then switch up when the worlds against you Look into the mirror only see your back, even you're against you And the world is turning, turning against you And they leave you alone expecting you to fend on your own As if applications for jobs would be sent to your phone [Verse 3: Ted Darko] I don't understand how we can call this world our home Just for resources even we won't hesitate k** our own Devastate in every state we are slowly k**ing our own Body with a soul becomes another body with some bones Another body it's a homi' everybody will be proned Could be the shotty to the body or somebody getting dome If it's a body or a homi' everybody got their phones If it's a body or a homi' everybody screaming globe Let's put the roles in reverse, get their souls reimbursed And for all laughing off, let's turn your home into a hearse Mind in a song I don't even care if I'm missed I'm a genius d**h your last dying wish My mind I lost it, go up the block cautious Cause everybody got the pump as if they got car sick Just because I'm in a cla** of my own Doesn't mean I'm pa**ing all of my cla**es When I'm drastically practicing to show changes I'm in this world to show patience No game I don't need to pitch to show the ranges I can reach I feel everybody buys shoes in search for sole No grip they slip until they're just another soul Young boy with a dream, let me clear your mind But just like anyone who tries make change he dies